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Something for the

I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to at home
I'm the type to a hotel room just to be alone
I got an with people pretending they like what they don't
Please bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with your own
Please don't try to pretend like you keep it real,
Yeah it's funny that you got a lotta
But that money doesn't buy you skills,
I don't care if I am on the
On a spree
I'm about to kill
Got a on
You paid a for
I what you people even live for?
I write raps, you yours, oh Lord (haha)
We getting warmed up
Yeah, I I was coming, I warned you
So to the fans
I feel they ride on my tour bus
You wanna what I do in my downtime?
They to my fortress
I for all the corpses
It's a right now
But I haven't had to put the rappers in the coffins
We talked in like six years
Why you writing me
I just turned 100k
to keep the brand looking right, now (that's real)
I ain't bragging the money
I'm just saying I controlled by the bank account
Or the bank
I'm a man
But touch my money
I play around
Lights out when the out
to hit the West Coast
Hype
I put a record out
What you think I'm pipe down?
Nah, I've looking for a beat
what I found, woo
I everything is coming out of my mouth
to tell me, yeah, I ain't had the right sound
Oh, yeah,
Tell me what you now
Two in the bag
I ain't done,
What's next year?
Let me the drum roll
Don't
Anybody be the one to make an issue out of nothing?
hit you with my iPhone
I
I'm a little out of now
I ain't for a handout
You didn't like what I was doing year
Which is 'cause you lookin' like a fan now
Are you a fan
I miss being broke
Now let me go to my old days
When I to walk into high school
And out my CD in hallways
I told all my that I'd be a rapper
They smiled and at me, "Okay, that's a pretty nice dream, but you better get a real job."
"Mmm, no way."
Yeah I live what you
I could do while I'm sleepin'
I ain't the type that will bring up your name for
But please, don't give me a
I'm on the now
I ain't with you
really been a fan of takin' pictures
I'm just being honest,
I'll take it you
sellin' out
Better get tickets, oh Lord!
I got a love for the
I can't what it feels like
Sometimes I wonder if it's even life
Sometimes I look at the past and about how I got here in the first place
You the glove is my birthplace
I wanna be rude
But I could get you on my days
Say for me
Do it all the
Yeah they barely while I'm workin' overtime
Last they like, "Who am I?"
Now year they like, "You the guy."
Here's a little something for car rides
If they said I off
They all
Yeah, you know the
recognize
Yeah it's Music
the day we die
Yah!